Chapter 731

Combining the space and layout in the video, Yu Dazhang grew more convinced it matched the interior design of an RV.

To be honest, he had never ridden in an RV before, but he had seen them in short videos and some films and TV dramas.

That was why he hadn’t thought of an RV at all—his knowledge in this area clearly fell short of Zhang Jiangke’s.

“Yes.”

Zhang Jiangke said with certainty:

“If you only observe from the perspective of space, it’s hard to tell at a glance, but if you pay attention to the curtain sizes, you can infer the window dimensions.”

He paused, then added:

“Only a vehicle window would have that size, and the interior allows standing but offers little space—I can only think of an RV.”

“I own an RV in Mianbei, so I’m somewhat familiar with them.”

This touches on my knowledge blind spot… Yu Dazhang thought, I’ll have Qu Tuotuo buy me one later.

After buying it, I’ll park it right outside Songkou Branch, so I can nap inside during lunch breaks.

I’m just worried colleagues might complain—it looks a bit like showing off.

“If Gu Dingwen owns an RV in China, he should have official records for it.”

Yu Dazhang had nearly memorized Gu Dingwen’s file—the man had no assets in China, and even his overseas assets were under his family’s names.

“RVs can be rented.”

Zhang Jiangke explained:

“Old Gu could easily rent one under someone else’s identity, or just pay someone to rent it for him—money solves problems. If you’re willing to spend, there are always ways.”

Hearing this, Yu Dazhang recalled an online post he’d once seen: Money solves 90% of problems, and the remaining 10% can at least be eased with money.

There were many similar sayings, like: Money isn’t everything, but without money, you’re nothing.

Whenever money comes up, people always have some kind of remark.

But one thing is undeniable: money is undeniably alluring, and it’s precisely this allure that drives people to chase after it.

Now that we know Gu Dingwen has an RV in Songhai, we know his base—but it’s mobile.

Also:

We don’t know any specifics about Gu Dingwen’s RV—model, license plate, appearance, etc.

Under these conditions, precise location is impossible.

Why not search the entire city for RVs?

Before answering that, we must raise two other questions.

Do you know how big Songhai is?

Do you know how many different RVs exist in Songhai?

And RVs move at any time—they won’t sit still waiting for you to check them.

Gu Dingwen likely counted on this exact point, which is why he chose to hide in an RV.

Direct arrest seems unworkable… Yu Dazhang scratched his head irritably.

Then he turned to Zhang Jiangke and asked:

“How many days do you think it’ll take to find him?”

“Find him?” Zhang Jiangke blinked, then asked confusedly:

“Find who?”

“Didn’t you promise Gu Dingwen you’d find girls for him?” Yu Dazhang reminded him:

“At least five. How could you forget so quickly?”

His tone carried slight displeasure—he was clearly disappointed by Zhang Jiangke’s forgetfulness.

But he didn’t press further; after all, the man was over sixty, and memory decline was normal.

“I didn’t forget,” Zhang Jiangke hurried to say:

“I just didn’t understand your meaning—you’re not seriously planning to find girls and send them to Old Gu, are you?”

He had phrased it as gently as possible.

What he really meant was: That’s our human traffickers’ job.